The Gold Standard’s Broodmare
Language: en
For five years, I fought Natalie, Liam’s untouchable Gold Standard—his high school sweetheart, his lost flame—just to move up from the gilded cage. Mrs. Harrington’s decree was simple: the first mistress to successfully bear a child would become the next Mrs. Harrington. That night, Liam was drugged. He stumbled into my room, desperate and incoherent. My body, famously "fertile," delivered the result. Post-wedding, he was the model husband—attentive, showering me with affection, even personally tending to my entire pregnancy. Everyone called me lucky. But on the day my water broke, he…